When night came.

The sun had set, bleeding its heart over an uncaring sky. It had waited for the moon, just to say a goodbye. Nothing more. Nothing less. But in those words were the love that was, and the reality that never the twain shall meet. But the moon could not make it on time. When it paled in the night , the sun was lost in time. Happy Kiss Day.
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